Chapter
2
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however phoenixmage is The Evil Panda Cupcake…
Then it struck him. "Let's go on a Coffee Quest!" (Bad video game music plays)
Everyone
was silent. "Okay, Kira has finally lost it..."
Everyone thought. But then it hit them: "What the heck?
We all need some EXTRAordinary coffee."
To
leave the GS Lounge and get to the beach, they had to ride a charter
bus. Well, they could've walked, but it was FAR, FAR away. And they
were lazy.
Kira was the last one onto the bus. "Thank you, bus driver-san," he said politely. Why? Because Kira's polite, when he's not entirely coffee-deprived. Or depressed. Or when he's just... not...
The bus driver remained silent, and the flap on his hat kept anyone from seeing his face. The hat was very interesting. It was one of those hats... Okay, you know the hats that the Le Creuset team wear when they sneak into Orb? Yeah, it was a hat like that. Except purple and... sparkly...
Kira, feeling slightly offended that the bus driver didn't reply, plopped down on one of the middle seats. He reached over for the ever-convenient coffee maker and made a cup.
"Mmm... if coffee tastes like this here, I can't wait to find that place at the beach. Hahaha! Beach plus coffee equals HAPPINESS."
The bus started to move onto the interstate. Kira, still a little hyped from the Desert Tiger's Ultimate Brew, was happily grinning and thinking random, random thoughts, like how the sun was a like a giant meatball in the sky. Nicol was sitting in the front, still shuffling through his paper completely oblivious to the fact that everyone was surprised to see him alive. He never was one for making a fuss over things, after all.
Then he looked up and sighed. "I told you guys already… I knew I had to save Athrun, but I really wanted some coffee so, just like Mu, I put the Blitz on autopilot and went to get some," said Nicol impatiently. Couldn't everyone just be happy with the fact that he was alive?
Athrun, staring at his still-alive friend, nodded numbly. "Okay Nicol, whatever you say."
He continued to stare.
Nicol began to get annoyed, but covered it by looking at his PRECIOUS music.
Down the aisle, Lacus and Cagalli were staring at Flay. "Why is she even coming on this trip?" they wondered.
Mu and Murrue were in the back doing… stuff... What stuff exactly is the real question. However, Natarle was sitting in back of them and giving them a disapproving glare. But her opinion means nothing, because she disapproves of EVERYTHING.
Tolle was sitting next to Miriallia, who was, despite Tolle's disapproval, sitting next to Dearka.
"Man, she's hot... and taken. Grr... Why wasn't Tolle sent to the other place? Like that one place where the Keebler elves live? That would've been good. They should make Toll cookies out of real Tolle's... That would make me happy," Dearka muttered to himself.
"What?" Tolle asked sharply.
"Nothing!" Dearka said quickly. He rather liked being alive, after all.
Suddenly, there was a violent jolting of the bus. They were picking up a lot of speed.
"Kira, don't you think you should ask the driver what he is doing?" Cagalli asked impatiently, because Kira had to do EVERYTHING.
Kira grumbled, but he didn't dare to refuse or protest and therefore went up to the front of the bus, carrying the whole coffee pot up with him.
"Excuse me, bus driver-san, but don't you think we are going a little fast?" When the bus driver didn't respond AGAIN, Kira got annoyed. And we all know what happens when Kira gets annoyed... He gets ANGRY. "Hey, I'm talking to you!" Kira snapped.
The bus driver turned to face him before beginning to talk loudly and boisterously. "Yes, I am sorry, see I have come from a long line of descendants where we must go fast, and going against this will means going against Kandra, the great, mighty, heavenly god!" He stood up and threw off his bus driver uniform, revealing unusual clothes and long silver flowing hair.
The hat stayed on. He liked the hat.
He went on rambling, getting closer and closer to Kira's personal space. Kira couldn't help but think weakly, "Bubble..."
The bus driver was still talking, despite Kira's obvious discomfort. "And that's why we are speeding out of control, my friends. Oh, how rude of me! I've forgotten to introduce myself!" He lifted his hat off, his snake-like golden eyes glowing "No need for long introductions! I am Ayame Sohma, and I will be driving you to the beach! Ahahahaha! We will BOND as bus mates!"
Everyone stared at him, before Sai spoke tentatively. "Umm, who's driving the bus now?"
"Oro?… Oh silly me!" Ayame plopped back onto the driver's seat, taking the wheel once more, which was still really dangerous. Then, he said brightly, "We should play a game to pass the time!"
Everybody on the bus looked forward, baffled by this Ayame character.
"Hmmm... Remember that paper I handed everyone? That's the game we are playing!" Ayame chirped before swerving sharply to one side to avoid hitting a mail truck.
"What paper? I didn't get one!" Kira complained, wanting to play for some reason. Yes, the Ultimate Brew was still in his system.
Ayame ignore him before laughing. "Yes, what a wonderful game it is!"
"What game?" Kira asked impatiently while guzzling coffee.
"Ahh, young Kira, it is a game that no mere person like yourself can master!" Ayame said as though he were a super-wise sage like Yoda. But he's not. Yoda is too wise for him. Yoda is too wise for his love. Yoda is a model, if you know what I mean...
Kira was loosing his patience, and it was very obvious. "God dammit, just tell me! I can do anything! Bring it on! I'M A COORDINATOR! I CAN DO ANYTHING!"
All of the passengers started talking among themselves. Most of them agreed that Kira couldn't play this game, despite the fact that he was a super-Coordinator.
Ayame smiled deviously. "Okay, Kira, but if I tell you, you must play!" He grinned. "It is the game of... DEPRIVATION!"
Kira stared at him blankly, mind dulled from mass amounts of coffee. "Is that like Operation?"
Ayame quickly gathered up some people and spoke to them just a swiftly. "You know what to do."
First, they knocked him back in his chair. Then Yzak came out of some mysterious shadows. Yzak loved mysterious shadows. they were MYSTERIOUS. Plus, they aided his whole 'I have some serious anger management issues that occasionally give way to psychotic episodes' persona.
"Allow me to do this part. I've been waiting for this moment since he scarred my face!" Yzak raged.
"You have some extreme self-esteem issues, don't you?" commented Dearka, scathingly. He never missed an opportunity to make scathing remarks. Never.
"Shut up!"
Dearka held up his hands in a seemingly helpless gesture. "Hey, you're the mama's boy here, so don't tell me to shut up!"
There was silence (babum). Yzak quickly tied Kira to the bus seat. Then he glared at Dearka and vowed revenge. He liked vowing revenge.
"Hey, what kind of game is this!" yelled Kira, finally getting the drift that he WASN'T GOING TO LIKE THIS.
"Why silly, its called the 'How Long can Kira Go without Coffee' game," Ayame said innocently.
"What? I never agreed to this!" Kria cried out.
"Yes, you did, ahohohoho!" Ayame said happily. "And remember- this is a six hour trip." To make it cruel, they stuck the coffee maker right in front of him and just out of his reach.
An Hour and a Half Later
"Hey guys, I'm thirsty, can't I have some? Please? Just a little bit?" Kira wheedled.
Lacus took some pity on him and gave him a black bottle with a liquid inside. Kira drank it without a word then, hoping it would be coffee, because Lacus was nice and would do that for him.
"AHHHHHHHHH!" He shrieked, throwing the bottle away. "It burns us! It burns us! I need coffee!" Kira said dramatically, thrashing around. "Juice is an EVIL liquid!"
Flay came over and gulped down the whole bottle "Refreshing!" she said happily.
"See!" Kira exclaimed. "Who but a monster can drink that! I thought you were our friend!"
"I never said I would give you coffee," said Lacus innocently. "Anyway, who is us?"
Kira then realized that he was talking about himself in plural form. "Umm... Nevermind..." He turned to Athrun. "Hey Athrun old buddy, wanna get me a cup o' joe?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because."
"You tried to kill me! The least you can do is get me coffee!"
"You tried to kill me, too!"
"Yeah, well... That's different! GIVE ME COFFEE!"
Athrun turned to the others, looking sad. "We have to shut him up. For his own safety."
Everyone nodded solemnly. It was the only way.
